Have faith in yourself the woman who cries. Hold your head high and lift your eyes. For the world to have made you this way is sad in deed. But it’s wonders are bright and vast as the sea. I want to lift you high into the sky. I want to sing for you to dry your eyes. For your tears cause a pain deep in my heart. A beauty such as yours can radiate with time. So hold your head high and please dry your eyes.
